lonesome feeling

When it snows it reminds me so much of my dad. From using the snow blower outside, snowball fights, walking him to the bus stop at the end of the street when he worked for Kennecott, in the snow! It was cold, but so worth it! He always wanted each one of us kids to have time with him. Sometimes we would wait up for him when he got home at midnight and eat a bowl of wheaties with him. The worst memory of snow is of course when my dad died. It was cold and just a little of snow on the ground just like today! It brings back so many memories. I miss my Dad like crazy. Last night at 9:00 we walked over to the cemetary when it was just starting to snow. It has been two and 1/2 years and I still miss him every day!